Their sky was cloaked in a never ending darkness, the moon painted blood red, and the trees purple as well as the sea.
Mr Manoharan had a click in his mind for master plan to make quick and fast money. He observed total working system and functioning of this centralized dispatch section thoroughly
I got strongly convinced that my scooter similarly empathised with me when my wife got in the family way and I had to take her often to the hospital .
While at home, he switched the TV on and felt someone behind him but found no one. He tried to sleep but felt as if a shadow was moving towards the other room.
He stayed with me all the time expressing sweet nothings to me until I calmed myself down. He fed me with his own hands because I wouldn’t eat on my own.
I still have all of the cute selfies she sent me, and all the happy pictures we took together, wondering to myself how someone can be so happy to be with you, and want nothing but you one second.
Sukesh is a great storyteller. whenever power’s gone, we surround him and listens to his stories. One such night, we had a discussion about “The Taste of Alcohol”.
When I saw her crying after school, my heart got broken. But I was unable to do anything. I couldn’t even hold her and help her to get over it. I failed in my second chance !
But I didn’t know what to be more afraid of: having a dead Jenny in my queen sized bed or getting to know who it was that had just left the room.